#desert

In Israel, a land lacking in natural resources, we learned to appreciate our greatest national advantage: our minds. Through creativity and innovation, we transformed barren deserts into flourishing fields and pioneered new frontiers in science and technology. ↗

— Shimon Peres

#appreciate #barren #creativity #deserts #fields

They're not shooting me for deserting the United Stated Army - thousands of guys have done that. They're shooting me for bread I stole when I was 12 years old. ↗

— Eddie Slovik

#bread #deserting #done #guys #i

More people deserted our party and we have never recovered. ↗

— Denis Thatcher

#more #more people #never #our #party

Being in the desert was brilliant and it was hard. ↗

— Toni Collette

#brilliant #desert #hard

Individually, every grain of sand brushing against my hands represents a story, an experience, and a block for me to build upon for the next generation. ↗

— Raquel Cepeda

#ancestry #build #building-blocks #globe-trotting #inspiration

Each thing in its way, when true to its own character, is equally beautiful. (p 41) ↗

— Edward Abbey

#beauty

In a land that knew only dark beauty, she was something of a hybrid no one dared touch. But the tall Arab did not appear in the least daunted by her abnormality. No, she saw his eyes. He was not daunted in the least. ↗

— V.S. Carnes

#desert #romance #beauty

Come to think of it, maybe God is a He after all, because only a cruel force would create something this beautiful and make it inaccessible to most people. ↗

— Raquel Cepeda

#god #morocco #sahara #sahara-desert #spiritual

I have never felt like I was creating anything. For me, writing is like walking through a desert and all at once, poking up through the hardpan, I see the top of a chimney. I know there's a house under there, and I'm pretty sure that I can dig it up if I want. That's how I feel. It's like the stories are already there. What they pay me for is the leap of faith that says: "If I sit down and do this, everything will come out OK. ↗

— Stephen King

#creating #desert #faith #house #idea

Where is my oasis? Too far from here for me to crawl with these dead legs, refusing to co-operate Hands and fingers clawing uselessly through the grains of sand... ↗

— Kiera Woodhull

#imagination #poetry #struggle #imagination